If Zhou Li didn't suffer from Alzheimer's disease, brain tumors, cerebrovascular disease, or mental illness, he would definitely know who was behind the scenes.
Silver Jue.
"The ghost is still lingering..."
Zhou Li, who had no idea who the ghost was, narrowed his eyes and clenched the Brave Man's Special in his hand slightly, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Yin Jue is by far the most difficult opponent Zhou Li has ever encountered. Although it seemed that every action of Zhou Li caused Yin Jue to suffer considerable trauma, only Zhou Li and Yin Jue knew that these were not even flesh injuries.
Money and people are the two things that Yin Jue lacks most.
He was happy to give money to Zhou Li, and even if Zhou Li spoke, Yin Jue would donate his property to Zhou Li in a shocking way. But the problem is that Zhou Li has always wanted more than just money, but his foundation.
history.
Whether it is Hathaway, Louis XVI, the underground black market, or the Dead Eye bloodline that has long been judged to have disappeared in the long river of history, they are all closely related to the history of this country called Tariq. The Silver Lord, like a ghost in the shadows, runs through the entire history of Tariq.
At this time, an outsider is looking for the history that was buried by Yin Jue himself in this country that has stabilized and integrated with the commercial church. He didn't understand why Zhou Li was so stubborn and wanted to find those dusty histories even if he was hostile to him. Would doing so do him any good?
The answer is, yes, and a lot.
Only Yin Jue knew what a terrifying treasure he had buried with his own hands. No, that's not called a treasure, it should be called a cursed diamond. Brilliant, yet deadly. He and the God of Commerce tried every means to hide it, but at this time, Zhou Li actually wanted to discover these things.
Therefore, Yin Jue stood on the opposite side of Zhou Li.
This is a stupid move, at least to outsiders. Because everyone knows that the brave man may have a dispute with Twelve Moments, but Twelve Moments will always exist to serve Zhou Li. They are the conveyors of the will of the gods, and Zhou Li is the favorite of the twelve gods. Going against Zhou Li would be extremely stupid.
"Even so, I can't let him go on."
Sitting in the tower, looking at the entire venue through the screen, Yin Jue said with a normal expression: "He has gathered all the keys and holds all the keys in his hands in a way that I did not expect. Dead Eye, Louis, Tariq, I still don’t understand why the key we have been searching for for hundreds of years fell into this man’s hands so easily in such a short period of time.”
"Is he really destined?"
Facing Yin Jue's emotion, Mr. Yin on the side just lowered his head and said nothing. He knew that Yin Jue's mood was extremely bad at this time. He felt both frustrated and in pain. And the source of everything is this young man who has been in Tariq for less than half a year.
Three keys…
Perhaps only Yinjue and Mr. Yin know how terrifyingly difficult it is to obtain these three keys. They had always wanted to prevent Zhou Li from exploring the underground black market because they were afraid that Zhou Li would discover the door to the underground black market. But now, Zhou Li found the key directly, and found the key that the Commercial Church had been unable to collect for hundreds of years. …
"Kill that woman by any means possible."
Silver Jue closed his eyes. When Hathaway appeared in the center of the white light and rescued Don Quixote, all his illusions and extravagant hopes were shattered. He knew that Zhou Li had completely stood on the opposite side of the Commercial Church, or in other words, on the opposite side of himself.
Hathaway, absolutely cannot stay.
Other keys can be copied and continued, but Hathaway is unique. As long as she dies, the door will never be opened, and the truth behind the door will be buried forever with the body in the ashes of history, and no one will be able to detect it.
"Communicator..."
At this time, Mr. Yin's hesitant voice startled Yinjue from his thoughts. He picked up the communicator and when he saw the words on it, his pupils suddenly tightened inwards.
Zhou Li.
"Hey, Your Majesty, what do you do for me?"
After sorting out his thoughts, Yinjue picked up the communicator and asked calmly: "My observation period has passed. Do you have anything else to do?"
"Yinjue, I *you*."
Without any modification or hesitation, Zhou Li calmly insulted Yinjue in the simplest way. Yin Jue seemed to have expected this scene and said calmly: "Your Highness the Brave, there is no need for you to send a special message to scold me. This will only waste your time."
"Hathaway, right?"
Zhou Li's straightforwardness stunned Yin Jue. Before Yin Jue could recover, Zhou Li's voice came as expected, "Hathaway, Louis, Tariq, Dead Eye. Your purpose is nothing more than these, And your strong offensive against Hathaway made me understand that among these clues, the most important one is Hathaway."
"Let me guess."
A demonic whisper sounded from the communicator, "You're scared, right?"
"I can't understand what you're saying."
Yin Jue's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "I only know Tariq about the names you mentioned. The others... Forgive me for my shallow knowledge, I have never heard of these names."
"You attacked Alyosha, you attacked me, and you attacked Hathaway. You always wanted to warn me, warn me that the underground black market is not just for you, right?"
Hearing these words, an alarm sounded loudly in Yin Jue's heart. He frowned and asked in confusion: "The underground black market... I don't understand what is it about a dirty place like the underground black market that can attract His Highness the Brave One?" It’s so laborious, and I’ve never done the attack you mentioned.”
Zhou Li seemed to have anticipated Yin Jue's reaction. He sneered and continued to ask as if he hadn't heard anything: "Then can you tell me, what are you afraid of?"
"I really like a saying from Dongfang Santing, which is that if you are upright, you will not be afraid of slanting shadows."
Yinjue was very indifferent and was not disrupted by Zhou Li's aggressive offensive. "I have never done this before, so there is no need for me to be afraid. Mr. Zhou Li, I don't understand what you are talking about. If you mean that I attacked you , I hope you can produce evidence. You know, only Twelve Moments in the world is the eternal ally of the brave, and I don’t want your relationship with Twelve Moments to cause any rift because of this.”
"Ok, I know."
Zhou Li's voice suddenly became calm, and then he spoke again: "Mr. Yinjue, I am very happy to have this phone call with you. Mr. Huang Yi has suffered from hemorrhoids under the care of your supervisor. Please rest assured that there will be no hemorrhoids this time." People will kidnap your beloved men."
The sudden words made Yin Jue feel a great sense of crisis in his heart. The next second, Zhou Li's voice sounded, but it didn't seem to be in the communicator.
"Look out the window."
A shoe print appeared in Yin Jue's eyes.
